What's wrong with this fat auntie?
An Yi frowned as he looked at Sister Wang lying on the ground.
"Sister Wang, Sister Wang, hang in there!"
Fangfang quickly helped Sister Wang up and pinched her philtrum to revive her after she fainted.
Sister Wang slowly regained consciousness.
Her gaze turned gloomy as she stared at An Yi.
In just ten minutes, Sister Wang felt like her cheeks had been thoroughly slapped.
This humiliation hit her hard—so hard it hurt!
The worst part? They were complete strangers who hadn’t even exchanged a single word yet!
An Yi shivered and subtly tightened his grip on Shen Muxuan’s hand.
"Can’t you see he already has a girlfriend?!"
"Auntie, you’ve got no chance!"
At the same time, An Yi came to a realization:
Being handsome was one thing, but he could not let people know he was rich!
The "tall, rich, and handsome" archetype was downright dangerous in this novel world!
Fangfang’s voice trembled slightly. "Sister Wang, rest for a bit. I’ll go help the customers with their purchases first."
"Ugh..."
Sister Wang watched Fangfang’s retreating figure with bitter regret, her heart filled with remorse.
"An Yi, why are you buying so many clothes? I can’t wear them all!"
Shen Muxuan paled in panic, waving her hands frantically.
"These clothes are ridiculously expensive!"
Even though An Yi looked undeniably dashing when he said it—like a budget version of a domineering CEO—Shen Muxuan couldn’t handle it.
"Just clothes. We’ll take all of them. Pack them up."
An Yi smiled.
Nearby, Fangfang was practically swooning.
In terms of looks, An Yi might even outshine the male leads in romance novels.
The only downside? His lazy, carefree demeanor lacked the sharp, overbearing aura of a true CEO.
Shen Muxuan frowned, about to protest again—
Then, a bank card pressed against her lips.
"Little girl, the money’s in my hands. You’re not the boss yet."
An Yi chuckled, slapping the card onto the counter. "Ring it up first."
"O-okay..." Fangfang stammered.
She was completely stunned.
The total for these clothes? Over five million!
After tallying the amount, Fangfang nearly fainted.
She never expected such a small pile of clothes to cost this much!
Just how much commission would she earn from a five-million sale?!
Fangfang tried to steady her breathing, but it was impossible.
Her hands shook violently as she swiped the card.
Beep!
"Payment failed! Insufficient balance!"
Fangfang: "..."
Sister Wang’s face lit up with joy.
Fortune had turned in her favor!
Her heart raced with vindication.
She knew this loser couldn’t possibly be rich!
An Yi sighed and pulled out a black card. "Forgot—use this one."
An Yi held an 80% stake in the An family business. Even after expenses, his monthly dividends were astronomical.
After all, their "product" was basically mud mixed with water.
The production line was simple, and material costs were negligible.
The only real expense was Lan Ruoxi’s company operations—but compared to their massive profits, it was a drop in the bucket.
Once the payment went through—
Sister Wang’s heart turned to ash as she stared at An Yi.
A single tear rolled down her cheek.
Meanwhile, her phone buzzed with messages from her online "boyfriend":
"Why aren’t you replying?"
"I’m on an IV drip—missing you so much!"
An Yi shuddered under Sister Wang’s gaze, his lips twitching.
"Auntie, don’t look at me like that. People might get the wrong idea."
Across the store, another salesgirl munched on sunflower seeds, watching the new girl carefully pack up the luxury brand’s clothes with a sneer.
She knew high-end brands like Senhuang would never survive in Jiangbei City.
And now? They were going out of business!
Outside the store, Shen Muxuan stood facing An Yi, tilting her head up to blink at him curiously.
An Yi flicked her forehead. "What? Never seen me before?"
"N-no..."
Shen Muxuan rubbed her forehead, bewildered. "Where did you get so much money?!"
An Yi shrugged. "From now on, call me Jack An."
"But—but even if you’re rich, you can’t just spend like this! This is—ugh!"
Overwhelmed by the mountain of expensive clothes, Shen Muxuan glared at him, at a loss for words.
An Yi sighed.
As if he wanted to do this!
Damn system!
The "live lavishly" mission forced him to spend ten million!
Absolute garbage!
Other people got to spend the system’s money in creative ways—but he had to foot the bill himself!
Mentally, he consoled himself: It’s just ten little gold bottles. I’ll make more by filling a few jars with mud. No big deal. Money’s no object...
"Let’s keep shopping. If we can’t carry everything, have them deliver it."
An Yi took Shen Muxuan’s hand with a smile.
Spending money hurt.
Five million—gone!
Now, how to burn the remaining five million?
An Yi glanced at the shadowy figures lurking around the mall and sighed.
They just won’t quit.
Even now, they were still tailing him.
But this mall was packed with ordinary shoppers—hardly the place for an ambush.
Sneaky attacks were one thing, but collateral damage?
The law enforcement bureau wouldn’t take kindly to that.
After a few steps, An Yi paused.
What was the most expensive thing in a mall?
Watches?
Jewelry?
An Yi strolled around downstairs.
He was utterly confused to find that there were actually watches worth half a million!
Next, would it be possible to reach the five - million mark by buying a round of these watches and jewelry?
An Yi scanned several ornaments, clicking his tongue in wonder. He felt that his vision had been too narrow.
He originally thought that with five million, he'd need a sack to hold all the jewelry!
Now it seemed that buying some watches would probably be enough.
"So beautiful!"
Shen Muxuan stared at the jewelry in the center of the counter and exclaimed.
It was a necklace. Its delicate silver chain held a sky - blue gemstone.
It was like the sky and the sea, possessing a charm that could make people fall into it at first sight!
An Yi tapped on the counter and said to the man with a sign indicating "Manager": "Sir, I'll take that necklace!"
The manager smiled amiably and said, "Sorry, sir. This is an exhibit. It's for display only and not for sale."
"I have money!"
An Yi said calmly.
"Our exhibit, 'Love in the Sky', originally costs over four and a half million!" The manager still wore a professional fake smile.
He had seen plenty of rich bumpkins like this. Having money meant nothing.
"Five million. I'll buy it!"
The manager was so excited that his face turned red. He quickly said, "Please wait a moment!"
Shen Muxuan looked at An Yi, her eyes hesitant. She bit her lower lip and whispered, "An Yi, this is five million. Am I really worth it?"
"Don't say that!"
An Yi lifted her hand and gently kissed it, saying, "You are priceless!"
The manager was very observant. He quickly held the box, took out the necklace, and quietly handed it over.
"Here, let me put it on for you," An Yi said with a smile.
He put the blue "Love in the Sky" around Shen Muxuan's neck.
The twinkling blue gemstone sparkled, making her look even more beautiful.
"An Yi..."
Big tears welled up in Shen Muxuan's eyes and rolled down.
"Why are you crying!"
An Yi gently wiped away her tears.
At this time, with a hint from the manager, the staff understood. Balloons scattered in the mall, creating an incredibly romantic scene.
Everyone gasped in admiration.
Shen Muxuan looked at An Yi and kissed him.
The two kissed in the bustling crowd.
Just then, an extremely beautiful woman in ancient - style clothing stepped into the mall.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
